On the basketball court of No. 6 Middle School, there was a sea of people, but there was no sound.

Xu Jian dribbled slowly.

The speed of his dribbling is very slow, even slower than Wang Zhiwen's, and the ball seems to stay in the palm of his hand for a long time every time it bounces back into his hand, as if there is a strange magnetic force. This kind of dribbling, brought about by a mature feel, is a posture that is ready to go.

Cheng Fei said "Huh". In his keen eyes, everyone's movements were more or less lacking in exploitation, including Wang Zhiwen, but at this time, Xu Jian's movements were impeccable! is really worthy of being the ace of the school team, Cheng Fei couldn't help but secretly admire, and at the same time paid more attention to the other party's every move.

Wang Zhiwen obviously saw this: at least Xu Jian's ball control will not be inferior to himself. He felt desperate because possession was probably the only possible advantage he had.

Wang Zhiwen watched Xu Jian slowly walk towards the three-point line, and did not dare to rush forward to block, he was afraid of being quickly broken through.

But the more you are afraid, the more it will happen.

Just when Xu Jian had just walked into the three-point line, Wang Zhiwen hesitantly opened his hands and moved forward, and the slow right hand suddenly activated. Before that moment, Wang Zhiwen saw that the basketball had stayed in Xu Jian's right hand for a little longer, and he knew that something was wrong, his body had tilted to the right - he subconsciously thought that Xu Jian was most likely to break through to the right, but soon hesitated, because Xu Jian was likely to change hands and burst from the left.

This breakthrough is actually very simple, Wang Zhiwen's first judgment was right, Xu Jian did not change hands, he swept directly from the right, sinking his waist and stomach, like a white leopard, like a lightning bolt that quickly split, swept over Wang Zhiwen's outstretched left fingertips.

Wang Zhiwen involuntarily yelled, this roar was shocked, more helpless.

In the roar, Hu Haitao pounced on Xu Jian, he had long been ready to intercept this ace player, even if it was a foul, he must not let him score easily. Hu Haitao calculated the time, although Xu Jian's speed was amazing, he still had plenty of time to keep his body in the air when Xu Jian jumped. This rule is definitely going to be broken, because he is rushing forward, and this force is sure to knock over anyone who is already flying in the air for a layup.

Xu Jian had already jumped, as graceful as a dancing white crane. He didn't even feel any impact on the ground when he took off, but he just used his strength softly, and his whole body flew up.

But Xu Jian didn't expect that Hu Haitao's style of play was so barbaric, it was too late to change his footsteps, and there was nothing to borrow from in the air.

Hu Haitao straightened his arm, and even lifted his right leg up, crashing into Xu Jian in the air. Wang Zhiwen was stunned, he saw Xu Jian suddenly twist his waist in the air, his whole body suddenly tilted at a 45-degree angle, and his arm holding the basketball stretched out, just like the action of a white crane's wings, his wrist shook slightly, his palm flicked, and the basketball floated up.

That distance was beyond Hu Haitao's reach, even if he readjusted the direction of his hand extension. His body collided with Xu Jian, but fortunately, the collision was not serious, and Xu Jian stumbled a few times after landing on the ground and stood firm.

At this time, the basketball also fell from the sky, brushing the net with a "snap" sound.

The audience suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers, and the applause almost set off the entire stadium!

"Awesome." Cheng Fei sighed. That whole set of actions is smooth and still impeccable!

At 8:5, Xu Jian finally made a move, and he would no longer tolerate a newcomer in high school to continue to wreak havoc.

He picked up the ball and walked to the halfway line, still expressionless, as if the applause of the whole court had nothing to do with him, and the wonderful layup just now was not made by himself.

Hou Yankun laughed and shook his head, as if to say, "This guy, the limelight is too strong!" ”

Xu Jian served the ball to Hou Yankun, Hou Yankun passed the ball back very interestingly, he knew that this was Xu Jian's moment alone, and he would maintain the dignity of the Sixth Middle School team.

Hou Yankun and Zhang Hao both dispersed, revealing a large open space in the middle.

Wang Zhiwen stood in front of Xu Jian, who was 1.78 meters tall, looking particularly short, he stared nervously at the opponent in front of him, and he was not sure to prevent the opponent's breakthrough at all.

Xu Jian held the ball and stood in front of Wang Zhiwen, like a straight benchmark, while Wang Zhiwen could only bend over with his knees and open his hands to prevent him from breaking through quickly. With this height difference, even if Xu Jian jumps and shoots immediately, presumably Wang Zhiwen has no way to block it.

But that's not Xu Jian's style.

He grasped the ball firmly with his right hand and stretched his arm straight. There was a soft exclamation from the side of the court.

It is very rare for high school students to be able to hold the ball in one hand, which shows the size of Xu Jian's palm, and this kind of action is indeed very chic, which attracts the attention of many girls. Hou Yankun couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Don't pose, hurry up and score!" ”

Before Hou Yankun's words fell, Xu Jian waved his arm, and the basketball in his right hand quickly changed to his left hand, and at the same time, his left foot strode out. The magnitude of this step is enough to throw Wang Zhiwen out of a position!

Wang Zhiwen roared again, but his lateral movement was slower than half a beat, Xu Jian's speed seemed to be faster than the breakthrough just now, and when he turned around to capture Xu Jian's figure, Xu Jian had already completed the last step of the three-step layup!

The basket was empty, and the young man in white flew into the air, and the sun was dazzling.

The basketball was as soft as a gently rolling sun, silently falling into the net.

Xu Jian landed elegantly, still expressionless.

The audience exclaimed! Especially the girls, the screams are deafening, and it's a spectacle!

Cheng Fei exhaled and moved his gaze to Wang Zhiwen. Wang Zhiwen's eyes were a little foggy, he stood still and didn't move, sweat kept dripping from his body. And Hu Haitao had already crossed his hands on his hips, hung his head, his eyes were full of dead gray colors, Mao Huan stood upright, although he was quite calm, but his lost look could not be concealed.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Jian scored consecutive goals and pulled the score to 9:8 in one go!

At the same time, Cheng Fei finally saw the routine of this six-middle ace. This time, it took him a long time to parse the opponent's weaknesses, almost four or five offensive rounds. However, just like solving a difficult math problem, Cheng Fei breathed a sigh of relief tiredly, and his mood suddenly became relaxed.

Hou Yankun is very good at playing treasures, so he sat directly on the edge of the court, and shouted with a smile: "Handsome guy, the last one, the last one!" ”

"Wang Zhiwen!" Cheng Fei suddenly shouted.

Wang Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw Cheng Fei waving at him, so he ran over in a daze.

Cheng Fei said in a low voice: "He will change hands and burst from the left side, you have to be fast." ”

Wang Zhiwen looked at Cheng Fei speechlessly, with an expression of disbelief.

Xu Jian's strength mainly lies in the attack with the ball, in the extremely fast first step, although his ball control is also very good, but the amplitude is very large, that is, the frequency is not high, this slow frequency of dribbling and his big stride can play a strong force, but there are also drawbacks. Wang Zhiwen is short in stature and has a fast reaction speed, if he can really clearly know the direction of the opponent's breakthrough, the possibility of breaking the ball is not low.

Breaking through on the left side, Cheng Fei didn't seem to be talking nonsense, but how could he judge it? Anyway, let's do it first. Wang Zhiwen drove out all the distractions and stared at Xu Jian's hand intently.

Xu Jian began to dribble, very slowly. Sure enough, he suddenly changed hands to dribble, leaned over, and the whole person was fired from the left side like a bullet out of the chamber. But after only taking two steps, Xu Jian had to turn around.

The orange-red basketball was already in Wang Zhiwen's hands. There was a low exclamation from the room.

Wang Zhiwen was sweating profusely, and while dribbling the ball, he raised his hand and motioned for Mao Huan to come over to block the demolition. He didn't dare to hold it up, he knew that he might not be able to defeat Xu Jian in front of him one-on-one, especially at such a critical moment when the score was so tight.

Mao Huan quickly ran over, Hu Haitao also cheered up, slapped his hands violently, and began to run to the sideline. Hou Yankun, who was still sitting on the ground, shouted, quickly jumped up from the ground, and ran over in a panic.

Wang Zhiwen quickly swept over Mao Huan's side and ran towards the penalty area, with Zhang Hao's guard under the basket, Hou Yankun took advantage of the momentum and pounced with his teeth and claws.

Wang Zhiwen stood still, shook a shot, Hou Yankun pounced, but Zhang Hao waved his arm to cover it, he turned half a circle flexibly, and Xu Jian killed it in the air again.

After another feint, Wang Zhiwen's footsteps paused and passed through the middle of Xu Jian and Zhang Hao, and the basketball grazed the rebounds from the bottom up in the best and most unbelievable way to get into the Nets.

9:9 draw!

Wang Zhiwen held the basketball in his hand, stretched out a finger, and said clearly and powerfully: "The last ball!" ”

He stood at the middle line, looked at the crowd around him, looked at the school trio in front of him, and suddenly felt a little exhausted. After concentrating on fighting against Xu Jian for so long, it is indeed very tiring, but fortunately, the ball of the last ball is in his own hands, as long as he wins it without doubt, then all the hard work before is not in vain, and the significance of this first battle can be maximized.

But in what way is this ball thrown? Wang Zhiwen hesitated a little.

Over there, Wang Zhiwen seems to have made a decision. He suddenly rushed towards the three-point line, although his dribble was not as large as Xu Jian's, but he was more comfortable to control, even with a sprint at this speed, he still maintained a high level of stability.

Xu Jian didn't seem to expect Wang Zhiwen to sprint like this, standing on the outside line and barely moving, only Hou Yankun, who was standing on the inside, reacted. He roared, spread his hands, shifted his feet, and prepared himself to defend.

At this point, there was no one near the three-point line.

Xu Jian finally rushed over, and he realized the scoring method that Wang Zhiwen was going to take: stop shooting in one step inside the three-point line! With Wang Zhiwen's mid-range shooting level, this is a stable position, but in front of the school team trio, all his scoring methods are used under the basket, so he is not ready to prevent him from shooting.

Sure enough, Wang Zhiwen kicked forward, stopped the rushing pace, and at the same time, his hands raised-

When everyone was holding their breath, an embarrassing scene suddenly happened: Wang Zhiwen slipped on the soles of his feet, fell on the court with a "bang", and the basketball flew up weakly, which happened to fall into Hou Yankun's hands. Hou Yankun did not hesitate at all, and directly passed the ball directly to Xu Jian, who was standing on the outside-in the half-game, when he got the opponent's offensive ball, he had to go out to attack again.

Wang Zhiwen stood up, he tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, but in fact, his buttocks were burning like a fire, and his palms were also painful. He didn't have time to pat the dust off his body and ran towards Xu Jian.

"Cast it!" Hou Yankun shouted impatiently.

Xu Jian didn't say a word, waited for Wang Zhiwen to settle down, stood in front of him, and then began to break through to the right, Wang Zhiwen endured the pain and followed, Mao Huan was ready to come up and attack at any time.

However, Xu Jian's breakthrough speed this time was relatively slow, and it seemed that he intended to create a flanking situation. Wang Zhiwen just realized something, Xu Jian's hand shook, and the basketball flew out quickly.

Hou Yankun was standing where Wang Zhiwen fell and caught the ball steadily. There was no one in front of him.

Wang Zhiwen screamed and pounced, but it was too late.

Hou Yankun took a deep breath, very simple jumping, shooting, the action was standard, full of strength, every inch of his muscles were stretched, and then the palm of his hand stretched out, the fingertips of his middle finger pointed to the basket, and his chin was slightly raised, as if he was using his mind to hang the parabola of the ball more perfectly.

"Bang", the basketball hits the inside of the basket and bounces high.

"Rebound!" Wang Zhiwen shouted, Hu Haitao had already prepared and competed with Zhang Hao for a favorable position.

"Whew", the basketball fell straight down and went into the center of the net.